Name: Andrew D. Fields
Age: 27
Sex: M
Speed: 16
Damage: 9
Weapons: One Beretta 92 and two katanas.

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Roll for Target: 13 - Character: Jackie Rodriguez

Number: 13
Name: Jackie Rodriguez
Age: 23
HP: 30
Evasiveness: 20

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Roll to Hit: 16+16=32 32-20=12 DOUBLE ATTACK!

Roll to Damage: 10+9=19 30-19=11

Jackie HP: 11

Rolls to Damage: 3+9=12 11-12=-1 FATAL!!

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Story

Andrew meets the host – a middle-aged man in a blackened Willy Wonka style suit – in the lobby and signs in. He is escorted to the nearest elevator; there are no buttons so he has to ride it to a randomly selected floor where he gets off in search of his prey.

After about ten minutes of opening random doors only to find empty rooms he finds a target. In one of the smaller offices a lady with dark chin-length hair is sitting on the couch, eating an apple while watching a sitcom on the television, wearing only a white crop-top and blue panties.

Andrew draws his gun from its' holster. The door shuts behind him and the sound alerts her to his presence.

"Oh fuck!"

The bowl of apples next to her spills onto the floor as she attempts to run for it. The only way out is through the door behind him, but she runs towards the opposite wall and screams when she realizes her mistake. It's too late to change course, however; Andrew fires a bullet into her lower back and she tumbles forward, slamming the top of her head on the wall.

As she doesn't move, Andrew assumes her to be dead. He walks over and as he gets halfway she slowly rises, groaning and clutching her belly with both hands as blood gushes from both ends of the wound. She tries to stand up, using placing her hands on the wall to prop herself up, before collapsing back onto the floor. Her chest heaves as she coughs and spits up globs of blood.

"Still alive?" Andrew asks, in a teasing manner.

"Screw you! Just finish me already and have your way with me."

"Well, if you're that eager to die I am happy to oblige."

Andrew places the gun against her temple just behind her right ear. The muzzle flashes and a bullet tears through her skull and brain, destroying all memories, thoughts, and consciousness. Her panties quickly become soaked and a puddle of piss pools around her body.

Andrew holsters his gun and lifts her up over his shoulder. He leaves the building and takes her body to a taxidermist, and it will forever remain on the right side of his bed.